Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 76

Sinful Angel Chapter 76

Time continued to roll, the two eyes of Bhishma never closed. At first his heart cheered when the idea of a rat managed to trick Tya. Gurgling tempita because of his sudden desire to embrace Tya in his sleep delivery.

A desire that sprinkled fruit from the contents of his head to walk everywhere while trying to reach drowsiness, imagined the moment when asleep while holding Tya under one blanket the same. Although at that time he was not fully aware, did not reduce the pleasant swish sensation he felt.

The warm image of the painting pestered Bhishma's mind mercilessly. Understandably, for years his sleep was only ambushed by frost. Tya's soft skin, Tya's warm slender body, the smoothness of the palm touched and the fragrant aroma that emanated from Tya's body made her sleep so soundly decorated with beautiful dreams. Unlike the nights in his last three years that are often restless because the wounded heart continues to be allowed to groan angrily.

The atmosphere continues to swirl in the head making Bisma want to feel the deep sensation again. However, another problem arises when the mission is successful. Now it was not only the deep sensation he was craving, other desires were greedy when his skin came into direct contact with Tya even though most were still blocked by cloth. Especially when the viewing room finally can see clearly that Tya only wears a sexy maroon nightgown, with a knee length laced with spaghetti across the shoulders, wrapping a beautiful curve tantalizing.

“Hey, why is my hand itching to pull this rope?” he muttered as his eyes fell upon a piece of rope the size of a noodle on Tya's shoulder.

Something was wrong with his body's reaction. Suddenly the rage accompanied by thirst braved, want to gulp the sweet honey of pleasure again, when they not only just cuddle during an unexpected night in Bali, but the prestige to clearly acknowledge.

Bisma unbuttoned her pyjamas with her left hand because her right hand was now bearing Tya's head, wagging the side of the pajamas to reduce the heat.

“Arghh! Why even become so hot like this?” frustrated breath. “Why did my defense suddenly suck? Who told you to wake up!” his annoyance was angry, nagging and glaring at the tensed core of his masculine body behind his pajama pants.

Even so, Bisma did not intend to let go of her embrace. Not willing to waste his success breaking through this room. Re-clutched Tya and tried to close his eyes even though he had to desperately hold the pain ignited desire down there.

*****

This morning Tya was seen in the room without hesitation while the owner of the room was washing himself. Tya was talking with Mang Eko about the rat problem.

Waking up at dawn, Tya did not find Bhishma in her bed. When out of the room and looking, it turns out that Bisma is awake, being locked up in the workroom, preparing some ammunition work that will be brought out of town. Tya is not used to just holding hands, helping Bhishma to improve.

“So, the mouse has been caught huh?”

“It looks like a runaway hunt, Neng. Mamang had combed through the entire room, but could not find the mouse. Not even a trace of him. But Mamang is also confused where the mouse can enter?” suhut Mang Eko.

“Well that's it, Mang. I am also confused, the house is neat and clean this is how can the entry of rats.But maybe you can try to check the entire house, maybe there is a hidden rat hole.” Tya closed in while circulating his gaze throughout the spacious room.

“True yes too, Neng. If so, later in the afternoon Mamang call a handyman also to help check this house. Because now here it is safe, Mamang want to manasin car first that will be used Den Bisma depart to Puncak.” Mang Eko leaves for the garage, leaving Tya in Bhishma's room.

Tya was about to step out. However, he again remembered the lecture of Ustazdah Farhana, about the rights and obligations that must be fulfilled by a wife, if not fulfilled then sin the law as long as the marriage promise is still binding.

“I have many sins in the past, time want to accumulate more sins?” his sigh heavily heaved a long breath.

His feet left the room. Tya approached the wardrobe and chose an outfit to wear today. From underwear to socks. Put it neatly on the bed. Whether you want to wear it or not, surely Tya wants to learn to fulfill the obligations of the status he holds now.

Jump into the kitchen, Tya makes sure breakfast is served. Erna's tea looks tangled there, cutting baby chickpeas.

“According to the meal plan schedule written Den Bisma. This morning the breakfast porridge potatoes with oseng beef chickpeas. The potato porridge is finished, just make the meat chickpeas, Neng,” replied Teh Erna while pointing at the white granite pan on the stove, containing potato porridge that is still steaming.

“Let me make the meat chickpeas,” Tya said quickly.

“No need, Neng. Neng Tya just sit down, let it be cooked. His right hand has just healed, Teteh is horrified his hand hurts again,” said Teh Erna worried.

“I'm really getting better, don't worry. Let me cook. Teh Erna please direct me in terms of the dose of spices, so that in accordance with the taste of Mas Bisma,” pinta Tya half forced, the spring took over the spatula lying near Teh Erna.

“Alhamdulillah, Neng. If it is completely better, when will you move Neng Tya's belongings to Den Bisma's room? Surely Den Bisma and Neng Tya have been waiting for a long time for roommate moments together, his name is also husband and wife must always want to accompany each other,” asked Teh Erna tease Tya, between innocence and kepo. While being asked instantly shavings cackled dry.

A different view welcomes the newly finished Bhishma shower. On top of his bed was something unusual. Something that had long since disappeared from the morning.

His smile spread wide as he approached the bed. Her face beamed then muttered, “Tya's taste is good too,” her great-grandchildren are happy.

The bisma is neat, fresh and fragrant. Hurry to the dining room where the boisterous sounds of typical morning activity sound pleasant.

Tya bedeham as Bhishma pulls the dining chair. She was nervous and excited to see Bisma appear in the kitchen wearing all the clothes and prints she had chosen. Erna Tea squinted for a moment while smacking a meaningful smile. Disguise yourself politely to do other work, do not want to be a mosquito repellent.

“So, today I want to go to Peak?” tya asked after putting a cup of black coffee in front of Bhishma. Sit facing each other.

“Iya, want to control the new tea garden purchased last month. He said it was ready for harvest, but I had to check the quality first before picking, making sure it conformed to Agra Prime's standards."

“Whose name is gone?” ask Tya again.

“Sama Poppy and product analyst staff.”

“Nginap? How many days?” cecar Tya, unlike before who never asked for details.

Bisma. “Hmm, gaping. At least two days.”

“Oh, so must nginap yes,” sigh Tya with a low tone that he did not realize. Heading down to his own fingers.

The bisma who heard Tya's tone was a bit half-complaining, squeaking while biting her inner cheek held a tingly laugh.

“Why? Afraid of kangen huh?” his god without the slightest embarrassment made Tya instantly flutter, while Bhishma even smiled with excitement.

Seriate.